Booze

Oh god.  Wasn't it bad enough when I wandered into my local Rite Aid looking for a good deal on my favorite bourbon...only to find SODA! "Ok," I said to myself.  "I'll just get a case of beer or something to drink while I watch the nightly news."  I looked...and looked...then raced over to the first sales agent I could find.  "Sir, where is the beer and wine," I asked?  "What?  You crazy!  Don't you know you're in a drug store," he replied!

Ok, so I've come to terms with the fact that you have to go to actual liquor stores for all distilled and malt beverages in this town.  At least they're not state run.  Oh wait...this isn't even a state. Well..."district-run."  But then came the real doozie: they don't sell booze on Sunday!  Now, I come from the land of eternal sunshine, and there are times when I MOST look forward to sitting on a patio outside, shortly after gay brunch (say...2 p.m.), to begin drinking my lazy Sunday afternoon away with friends under a palm tree.  Well, here it's all about the planning.  In fact...all my friends tell me that the real key is to stock up in Delaware.  Delaware?!  Isn't that where all the banks are incorporated because of their shady corporation laws.  Well...if they sell cheap booze to homos on their way back from Rehoboth Beach...god bless 'em!

This is a Delaware Chicken

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So...this is an open call to all the other Cali expats out there: It's time to open a BevMo in the District *queue angels voices*.  Yes...you know what I'm referring to...that wonderful costco of liquor open until nearly midnight EVERY night.  It's chock full of amazing deals...endless stock...and they have that wonderful/horrible reward card program that gives you MONEY back as a reward for buying MORE liquor.

For those of you unfamiliar with the wonders of BevMo...let me set the stage.  Imagine a Friday night.  You have a big party coming up on Saturday.  So,  you cruise down to the Bevmo and after walking in...it's gay man after gay man roaming the aisles loading gallons of liquor into their carts...because like you...they also have a party planned for the weekend.  You might run into that boy you slept with last weekend after the sidewalk sale at Fubar roaming through one of 3 "Vodka" aisles.  You might see a brawl in the wine section over who gets the last bottle of the on-sale Moet.  But you're determined...you persevere.  Then, you get to register...whip out your Bevmo club card...watch the price fall even more and you're on your way...

Or...if you're too lazy for all that, then you can just go to Bevmo.com...choose everything online...and they have your entire order ready in a box for pick-up in an hour!

But, until this civic-minded business finds its way into the District, I'll have to get good about planning.